Sweet River Roll

The wild man he just killed my religion
He cut it to the bone like a needed incision
The cancerous growth of formulaic precision
That blocks the life-blood in rebellious collision
Cold constructs robbing faith from decision
But where’s your rubric for the man that was risen
He is my vision, he is my vision, be Thou my vision
When the tables have turned, and I’ve lost money, and temples are burned
By His scares we will learn about truth
In the depths of our souls that are marred by the tooth of a beast
Underneath so many deceased, sold out suckers traded life to be yeast
Just to get a piece or a status increase
Find grace and have peace when you eat the Lords feast
And you eat, of His flesh, and His blood
It’s coming quick and strong as the mightiest flood
Yet my mind still gets stuck in the mud
Bottom feeding on the trash like a catfish, brats wish on all of that which
Is established to sit ill in hearts and in our souls, sweet river roll

It’s like the water in the valley, submerged totally
Yet all the children rally around the safety of their shallow beliefs
Let’s swim against the current out and into the deep
But first I pray the Lord for my soul to keep
That price payed was not cheap as I stand knee deep in His blood
We’re knee deep in his blood
See, I choose to refuse the regulated rhetoric of someone elses rehearsed ideals
In place of a real living commitment, Hell no
We put the rock in the water and it made cement
We put the water with the wheat and then we made it ferment
Shine light through the rain and a spectrum represent
We’re pumping water through the veins and the brains content
Went down to the river following providence
Old man under water gonna die when he repents
Old man under water gonna die when he repents
But there’s a new man coming up with the wings to ascend
The son of man walks on water because he’s heaven sent
I’ve these tears in my eyes as I cry with the joy and lament